Domino Man

A logical way to kill time after school. Have your brother lay down on the floor and outline him in dominoes! When you are done, you have THIS:

They call it "Road Kill Man," but I call it "Domino Man," because it sounds nicer. There was a lot of fuss and talk about Domino Man, and a great deal of concern Marty would come home and either not see it immediately, or see it and clean it up! Horrors! I consoled everyone by taking a photo so Domino Man could live forever in our hearts.

At the last minute Benny wanted his picture taken within Domino Man, as well.

We then packed up and headed out to the first soccer games of the year. Anticipation was high and spirits were soaring. Then it began pouring rain on the way over, or as they say in these parts, "It began fallin' a flood." I got a text message that all games were cancelled. What disappointed boys. I took them through the Dairy Queen drive-thru in an attempt to cheer them up, and it seemed to have worked. (Naturally the drive was rife with questions: "Why is that man in front of us taking so long to order? What do you suppose he got? What do you think his BILL was?")

Sam kept on with hoping about soccer, though: "Can't we just drive over and make sure?" (we did.) "But it's only a LITTLE rain. Why would they cancel? I don't mind playing in the rain. Can we sit and wait? Maybe it will clear up. Maybe we can have a practice."

He finally had to admit defeat at the sight of rain and puddles and an empty field, poor guy. But they ate their DQ, came home and played....and inexplicably, the precious Domino Man became old news that was swept up and put aside so the dominoes can be used for something else!